Cynthia Wyszynski

My Friend Bob
by Cynthia Wyszynski
My friend Bob
Does silly things,
Like run in circles
And wear ten rings.
He’s frisky as a kitten,
He’s goofy as a clown.
And his mom’s always saying,
“Bob, settle down!”
But I love Bob
‘Cause he makes me laugh.
At all the parties
He creates a big splash.
As zany and silly
As Bob may be,
I’m so very glad
He’s a friend to me!
The Chicken Dance
by Cynthia Wyszynski
Three little chickens
Dancing in the spring morn.
A fourth played the flute
And a fifth played the horn.
When the flowers bloom
Chicks love to play,
And they sing their song
Through the whole long day.
The pigs didn’t like
The chickens having fun,
Until the chicks said, “Come on,
Dancing is for everyone!”
So now a pig on the fiddle
Joins the flute and the horn
And everyone dances
In the bright spring morn!
The Dancing Swede
by Cynthia Wyszynski
There once was a Swede
Who could dance ‘til three.
He hopped and bopped
To every beat.
He could dance a waltz
And he could dance to swing.
Once I even saw him
Dance a jig!
The girls all loved him,
But they couldn’t keep up.
His dancing feet just
Would not stop!
So the Swede kept dancing
‘Til three (sometimes four)
While the girls curled up
On the old dance floor.
Oh! How I wish I could
Dance like the Swede,
And stay up every night
‘Til well past three!